[Duo]
My eyes fluttered open as the first rays of sunlight strew about the room. Stretching lazily, I sat up and blinked a few times, scanning the room. "It's still early," I concluded aloud as I swung two legs over the side of the bed and placed my feet on the floor. I looked over at Heero to find him sleeping, his chest slowly falling and rising with his breathing. I smile as I sit there and watch him. Heero looks so peaceful as he's sleeping, not that cold "I've got something up my ass" sort of look like everyone's so used to seeing. "Although," I whispered to myself, careful so as not to wake up Heero, "ever since the war ended, he seems.... different, not as cold." Not wanting to think about it much more, I decide to take a shower before Heero wakes up.
Standing up quietly, I head over to the bathroom, grabbing two towels on the way. I shut the door partially behind me and turn on the hot water splashing it a little until I'm sure it's hot enough, and turn on the cold water as well. Looking up in the mirror, I noticed that my hair was a little disheveled. "Good thing you're taking a shower, eh, Maxwell?" I say to myself and flash a little grin. All of a sudden, I decided I wanted a bath instead, and I reach inside the tub and plug the drain, pouring a little bubble bath under the flow of water. "Of course, what is a bath without bubbles?" I ask myself aloud again. I chuckle to myself then. God, I'm still talking even when nobody's around to listen.
When the water has reached the level I want, I pull off my boxers, which is all that was wearing, and step into the tub, slowly decending into the warm comfort of the water. Pulling the curtain closed, I lean back and close my eyes, relaxing in the serenity of the water. My thoughts trail off to the boy sleeping in the other room. After the war, I was so lonely. Everyone had left me, it seemed, and I was alone once more, like I was when I was a child. I had Hilde for awhile, but then she left to go be with her family. I didn't blame her though. I wanted to leave to go be with my family too. My family was, no *are*, the Gundam pilots. I wanted to be with them, but I didn't know how. They all went on with they're separate lives. I didn't want to be a tag-along.
Eventually though, the loneliness had gotten to me so much, that I didn't care if I *was* a tag-along. I just needed to be with somebody, needed my "family" so bad. I considered hitting up Quatre for an offer to stay with him, but I passed on that when I found out that Trowa was already staying with him. Although they probably wouldn't mind too much, I didn't feel like intruding on their lives together. I tried to find Wufei but was unable to find his exact location. I found out from Noin the one day, though, as she and Zechs were coming out of a little diner after just having lunch, that Wufei had joined the Preventers with Sally Po. Always fighting for justice, he is. A smile curves on my face at the memory of him. It's been some time since I've seen him. When I do though, I'll have to tease him more than usual to make up for lost time.
My thoughts trail back to where I had left off. With the other pilots already occupied, there was only one place left to go. Not that I minded, really, since it was the one place where I wanted to go the most. Heero wasn't too hard to find. He had no reason to be hiding anymore, so a quick talk with Relena had told me where he was. He was, of course, on Earth like the rest of the Gundam pilots. When I walked up to the door, I hesitated. What if he turned me away? I didn't know why then, but I was afraid of his rejection. The loneliness overtook me again, though, and I knocked before I could convince myself otherwise. There was no answer. I remember knocking again before I decided I should leave, seeing as no one was home. But, as I was about to turn and leave, I heard some movement within and knew that he was coming to answer the door. I braced myself for the confrontation, but, when he opened the door, I was so happy to see him again that I flung myself at him and hugged him, tightly. After that, I had tried to act like everything was alright, like I wasn't desperate, craving to be with somone, but Heero saw through it all. I should have known that he would; Heero always could. When he asked what was wrong I just broke down in tears, telling him how lonely I was. Instead of pushing me away and calling me "baka" like I thought he would, he just patted my head, rubbed my back and made me an offer I couldn't refuse. He said I could stay with him.
That was how I came to be here. I grab the bottle of shampoo and pour some into my hand. As I massaged it into my hair, my thoughts return. Ever since that day, I started noticing something that I had never noticed before. I found myself watching Heero a lot, just staring at him whether he was doing something interesting or just sitting in a chair. I noticed a growing attraction inside of me, something that felt so *right*. When I realized just what that attraction was, it kinda made me sick. To tell the truth, it did make me sick, literally. But, after a couple days of getting used to it, I realized it was something that couldn't be helped. I was falling for Heero, a person of the same sex. And, not just any person, but Heero is.... well, he's Heero, the perfect soldier, and someone who would most definitely be disgusted if he ever knew. Not that I would tell him even if I thought he *wouldn't* be disgusted. Oh no, there's no way I could live in the same *country* as him if he knew. Oh no, no way, no how. Besides, he doesn't need to know now does he?
I had actually contemplated just leaving so my feelings wouldn't cause any trouble in the future. But then I realized that Heero would just track me down and demand why I had just up and left. He'd know if I told him a lie, and if I told him the truth? Well, then that would defeat the purpose of my leaving. I can handle living here with him anyway. I can control myself, really.
I rinse out my hair and get out of the tub, toweling myself dry. After putting on my robe and wrapping my hair up in the other towel, I return to our bedroom again. Heero's still sleeping there. I decide to let him sleep, since I know he hasn't gotten much sleep lately and I really didn't feel like dealing with a cranky "you just woke me up, now you will die" Heero. So, I decide to make him breakfast. Whistling to myself I make my way to the kitchen. I throw on some eggs and some potatoes, and I pop in some toast. Ten minutes later, I can hear Heero's sheets rustling in the bedroom, and I knew he ahd woken up. He stumbles out to the kitchen while struggling to put his shirt on.
"What are you doing?" he asks somewhat coldly, still half asleep. It doesn't faze me one bit and I answer cheerfully, "Making breakfast!" slapping some eggs and some potatoes on the plate in front of Heero. He takes a bite and nods at me, continuing eating. I grin at him. He likes it! Happy, I sit down to my own plate and take a bite. I make a face; this food tastes like crap.